Back at it
Its been awhile since my last post and there are a couple of reasons, first off I’ve been packing up my stuff for my move this week, the second is that I killed my Internet connection at my apt and thirdly is that I have been battling a nasty flu that has now turned into walking pneumonia. This has of course further cements my bad opinion of the medical profession as I actually went to see a doctor this time when the symptoms started getting bad last week and was given the standard anti-biotics that don’t really work much anymore and sent on my way.
I started to feel better late Friday night and all of Saturday which I spent watching football with my brother. But the next morning I awoke to a horrible cough and what felt like a gallon of fluid around my head. My ears were plugged and it felt like I was underwater. I could barely even breathe and only then through a sore and dry throat. Over the course of the next few days I couldn’t even drink or eat, let alone have a restful sleep. I felt like I was in a plastic bubble, bobbing from side to side with no real awareness of my surroundings. Couldn’t smell, couldn’t taste, couldn’t tug one out (just kidding, wanted to see if your were paying attention).
When I was 12 months old, I contracted pneumonia and ever since I have been susceptible to colds, sore throats and alike. From time to time I would just mono or strep throat and it became so common that I just got used to it. So this time it didn’t seem like anything different at least not until late last night. I had a really bad coughing attack that woke me up and I started to see some blood mixed in with the other nastiness. This was obviously a good time to head to the emergency room, so I called a cab and headed over there at about 10pm. I waited awhile and when I finally got to see a doctor he didn’t take long to tell me what I had feared. For those that don’t know pneumonia is basically just a lung infection caused by bacteria. You feel hot or cold, never comfortable. You are always tired and a little out of it, you just don’t think clearly. Combine this with my other symptoms and I was about as miserable as I had ever been.
This dr was cool though and gave me some steroidal spray for my throat, which worked immediately and effectively. He then gave me a vitamin b12 and a flu shot. Then he gave me a much more powerful anti-biotic and sent me home. I got some tea, lemon, and honey on the way back to my place…..courtesy of my sis.
Once I got home I took all my meds and made a big batch of tea. I then read a very good book called Tuesdays with Morrie, while my body waged war with these new reinforcements.
It was an emotional book and dealt with a lot of the things I have been thinking of lately. But a strange thing happened after I finished it, I felt better. I could actually breathe through my nose and I wasn’t coughing as much, not to mention my throat wasnt as tender and even my head was starting to clear.
At this point at like 4 in the am I was just able to eat a grilled cheese sandwich and drink some oj for the first time in almost a 4 days. I actually don’t feel so crappy. Its still there, just diluted… like a drink you get at around closing time.
So as I sip on my whiskey-lemon-honey-tea beverage, I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel and hope that I will be able to enjoy the Seahawk game with a clear head.
Anyway I highly recommend the book and would be glad to share it with anyone that would like it, be warned though that it might have been exposed to more germs than Paris Hilton.
